1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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